Chapter 827

Yan Jun disdained on the surface, "I see the emperor that appearance, is the root do not want to tube Ji Rao."

"No Yanlao general looked at the willow in front of him. It was green in April. Yanjun also looked at it. There was a sprout on it, green and green.

Call Yan all of a sudden thought of Ji Rao's eyes.

It's just that Ji Rao's green is translucent green. It's a beautiful color. Yan Junyi thinks of Ji Rao's eyes, and the color of the leaf is eclipsed.

"No matter how the emperor does not believe in the national teacher, the rivers and mountains of the hundred Li family still depend on the national teacher. The emperor will not fail to understand this."

Yan Jun sneered, his eyes full of disdain, "what role can a bug play in the country? It's not all our soldiers who are fighting abroad who guard him with their lives."

General Yan shook his head, "you will know in the future."

Yan Jun slightly lowered his head, "the son left first."

He turned and walked towards Ji Rao's yard.

When he arrived, Han Yu was squatting at the door with his head down and a stick in his hand. He didn't know what he was writing.

"What to do?"

Hearing Yan Jun's voice, Han Yu suddenly stood up and stretched out her feet to Hula all the things written on the ground.

"Oh?" Yan Jun, who was not very interested, became more and more curious as soon as he saw his action

When he looked down, there was only one side that could not be distinguished. "Female? Our Deputy General Han wants to marry his wife? "

"No Han Yu also Hula the rest of the "women".

If it wasn't for Han Yu's red face, Yan Jun really wanted to believe his sophistry.

He reached out and patted Han Yu on the shoulder. "You've been living and dying with me for many years. I'll definitely arrange a good marriage for you and find you a good girl."

Han Yu pursed her lower lip, and finally she could only answer vaguely.

"Where is the national teacher?"

Han Yu looked at the room, "in it."

"Well."

"What happened to him last night?"

Han Yu's face changed for a while, but it was not obvious. Before Yan could see it clearly, it disappeared, "no..."

"Good."

Yan Jun then went over, pushed open the door, lifted his clothes and stepped in.

The door closed behind him.

Han Yu quietly looks at the closed door. After the embarrassment on his face fades away, he shows a trace of loss and sadness. He looks down at the messy land swept by himself and bends down to write with his stick and crooked buttons.

Ji, forgive me.

Han Yu is not very good at writing, and Ji Rao's name is hard to write. He thought about Ji Rao's name outside the house for a long time.

Jirao, jirao, jirao.

Originally thought that the name of tongue twister, the more biting between the lips and teeth, the more pleasant to hear.

He wrote on the ground again and found it beautiful.

He didn't write it because he wanted to be a woman, but when Yan Jun said so, he unexpectedly didn't want to refute it.

When Yan Jun went in, the room was very quiet. Through the bed tent, he could see the figure on the bed.

He went over, lifted the bed curtain, and saw Ji Rao curling up in the corner, shrinking himself into a small ball. His eyes were black and blue, and his face was pale and haggard. He didn't look very well.

Should have been tortured by that all night?

He didn't try it, but he did.

It can make a man who is more than eight feet hurt to commit suicide by hitting a wall.